STINGS

Posted: January 17, 2018 by FALADE in creative writting, Poems
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I sat as i wonder why we clamour for love
It brings sadness, 
Problems, 
Uncertainty, yet we get entangled.

I still cant see
The feelings of someone
Affecting my unique being
Where the last human touch brings tears.

It renders the strong weak, 
Makes the wise a fool
Am a victim, it weakens my strenght
Just like a Bee,  it stings. 

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  1. Anonymous says:

    Nice write up,

    Like

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